samedi 11 février 2012

the way I am


                                        i'm a bird with a broken wing
                                            i can't fly but i can sing
                                           no matter what they think
                                           no matter what they tell
                                         i promise to never live in hell

                                   i'm that soldier with a breave heart
                                  i hate war but it gives peace a start
                                     behind me i left my mother crying
                              mom,i'll be back home not to see you dying
                          i went through conflits,i've seen nations falling
                           i'll wait for the day to see by beloved darling

                                                  and i resisted
                                                     i resisted

                                      call me blind,stupid even a loutish
                        i'll still watering my garden to see my flower flourish
                                          i always look at the moon
                                       wishing to get home very soon

                                     to see her, to hug her , to kiss her
                         to never let her down a nd always be with her
                                                                                       ismail......

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